One Mans ATV Journey
Nicholas Roberts on the 11th of April 2005 drove 5,788km in 10 days for the Epilepsy Association in Norway. He drove the length of Norway meeting media and people suffering with Epilepsy.
He was riding a Bombardier Outlander 400 ATV through snowstorms and temperatures as low as -22c. Nick crossed over every mountain range and fjord in Norway proving that his ATV follows nobody. Rick said he changed the oil twice and the air filter once everything else including the tires was great. Nicholas used studded road legal tires.
On the 2nd of June Nicholas leaves Oslo on his Outlander and drive’s to Helsinki in Finland and back for the Epilepsy children’s hospital. Nicholas lost his brother 4 years ago from Epilepsy he was 30 years old since then He’s been raising money for the charity in Norway. He intends crossing Canada this year as well.
If you would like to help his cause? Contact Nick @ email@example.com
Here is his journey.
BOMBARDIER OUTLANDER 400 ATV, CHARITY WORLD RECORD CHALLENGE, NORWAY.
APRIL 11/22 2005.
03:45am 11.04.2005 Day 1.
My alarm clock went off at my home in Oslo Norway, it will be 17 cold days and nights before I get to sleep in my own bed again and that’s if things go smoothly. It’s been a tough 6 months leading up to this charity record breaking journey and it felt good to finally be leaving. I had one last interview before leaving Oslo at 08:00am with the TV2 “Good Morning” show watched by over 500,000 people in a country of only 4,000,000. I was nervous leading up to the interview but soon relaxed when the live light came on and finally could talk about this great journey I was planning to make and the fantastic support I had received from BRP. There were many people in and out of the industry that said it was in possible to travel so far and with so extreme weather conditions on an ATV in Norway but I new I could do it and ignored the negativity and jealousy.
Having driven from Oslo at 08:00am and travelled 300km south (E18) with the sun on my back I reached a Brp distributor in Arendal were I was interviewed by local TV and Newspaper team. After a quick coffee and positive feedback from the media I was off again, my goal that day was to drive to Haugesund on the west coast of Norway (17hrs, 700km) through some of the countries most breath-taking fjords and rugged coast line. My wishes of hopefully getting lucky with the weather on this journey ended at 15:00pm that day when I drove into a full storm with gale force winds and rain and sleet coming straight off the wintry north sea. It was tough and mentally tiring as the visibility in some places was less than 10 meters due to heavy rain. This was a wake-up call from Mother Nature telling me to be respectful over the next 2wks travelling this great country or she will make life hellish. With drop offs down to 5/600m only 2m from my right leg on these fjord roads( if you could call them roads there more like farm tracks back home in Wales), speed was reduced to 65kph.
I was soaked to the bone and could not remember the last time I was that cold but I was happy to have done so well and travelled so far in 1 day and through what the locals told me was the worst storm in 10yrs to hit this part of Norway.(bloody typical). I slept that night in a bus shelter using my tent as a shield from the rain and the bench inside as my bed; I was so tired I fell asleep within minutes of setting up shelter.
09:00am 12.04.2005 Day 2.
Woken by local newspaper and national television. After some great interviews and many photographs taken by the media and positive cheering by the locals I was on my way again heading for Bergen. This was going to be straight forward enough just 4/5hrs drive coastal route with fjords and ferry crossings in Norway’s stunning west coast, but mother nature had other plans, at 11:00am for me and Joseph. (I called my outlander this name after Mr Bombardier) I was enjoying the great views and reaching speeds up to 90kph when the side of one of the fjords gave way and released a load up to 50tns plus of rock and mud all over the road (E39), the only way into Bergen after the road was closed was through a neighbouring community, no real roads just farms but this was no problem for the outlander or me as it reminded me of Wales but meant I was going to be 3hrs late for the media meeting in Bergen.
Drove like the wind through sleet and snow and temperatures as low as -12c plus wind chill factor, got to the media office in time as they closed at 16:00pm and I didn’t want to stay over in Bergen just to talk with them in the morning. Again the locals were taking photos and waving, the media attention was fantastic and I felt famous for 2hrs. At 17:00pm I was on my way again heading for Førde, the last stretch of the day this sleepy little town was welcoming me live on radio at 09:00am on the 13.04.2005 I had to get there and sleep and eat something before going live again in the morning. I arrived in Førde at 22:00pm frozen to the ATV having driven 600km through snow blizzards and over frozen unforgiving mountains. I was still happy and despite the cold, ready for another night in the tent.
07:00am 13.04.2005 Day 3.
After a good nights rest in -9c I woke and had breakfast at a local road side cafe. I told the guy working there my planned journey and that I had already driven 1300km in 2dys he nodded in amazement as he had never left this little corner of Norway and had to see what I was driving, we went outside and the 12 people in the cafe followed and in turn sat on the outlander proudly. The interview was short and sweet and to the point, great advertising for this amazing ATV outlander and the brilliant motor Rotax system. I left Førde midday and drove the coastal E39 road up to Ålesund. It seemed like the sleet and snow would never stop and the wind tried its hardest to stop this crazy Welshman and his bright red machine from leaving this stunning yet frozen west coast mountain range.
Ålesund opened its arms and welcomed me with sleet and -5c and the overpowering smell of fish guts from the fishing industry that Ålesund is famous for. After waiting almost 2hrs for the local newspaper to arrive outside a local shell petrol station on the towns outskirts I really started to look and feel pretty rough and filthy dirty with the mud and rain sprayed up from Lorries over the last 1900km. Again the media coverage was great and the positive response from locals waving warmed me up and gave me the energy to push on another 3hrs to get to the beautiful little town of Molde and its surrounding mountains. After a few mountains and almost getting hit by a lorry when he used the entire road to drive around a bend, I reached the 12th ferry crossing of this trip which transported me over to Molde. I arrived at 19:30pm having been travelling for 11hrs and covering 270km through freezing rain and coastal mountains with roads that were more like farm tracks, and the visibility down to 5 meters in places. I was met by the local newspaper as soon as the ferry arrived in Molde. The journalist was soaked to the bone and not happy that his boss had made him work an extra 2hrs just to meet a crazy Welshman and his ATV. I explained I was also raising money for Epilepsy and not just making a record breaking ATV journey. We made the interview and he took the photos, he ran off to a waiting bus to take him back to the office ready to print my story for the following day’s newspaper. I laughed to myself when he left as all he did was complain about how cold it was and how he had to work extra hours, I felt like dragging him up to the area I had just gone through and making him realise what cold really was. I was soaked to the skin and my sleeping was soaked through as the Norwegian winter had shown my packing abilities to be ridiculous I had managed to keep my spare clothes, boots and my food dry but new that I had a cold night ahead of me without my trusted sleeping bag.
Every night I spent 5 minutes on the mobile phone with my sons and wife catching up on their day and telling them only the good parts of mine. I also spoke daily to the Epilepsy Association with regards to progress and potential media meetings the following day. I also kept in touch with Mr Roar Pedersen from Brp here in Norway regarding the ATV and my needs from his contacts in local dealerships up and down the country. Mr Pedersen phoned me that night and was amazed with my progress I had travelled over 2,200km in 3 days through a non so typical Norwegian winter, and created a great deal of positive publicity for the company in my wake. Mr Pedersen and I spoke about the conditions and the state of my sleeping bag earlier that day and the fact the hardest stages in the freezing arctic were to come this was no place to be a hero and 100% health was a must in this terrain. Within minutes Mr Pedersen had organised a welcoming break. I was to stay in Molde that night and dry my equipment out before heading north into potential temperatures as low as -30c and wind chill factor on the ATV at 80kph down to -60c. I stayed that night in an excellent hotel sponsored by Mr Pedersen I felt I had cheated slightly as the nights before I had slept out. I dried my clothes out on a heated bathroom floor at the hotel and showered before using the clean sheets. I must say at this point that the staff at the hotel really do need thanking and I will be sending them flowers as they were extremely helpful regarding the security that night of the atv whilst I slept and for excepting someone that looked so rough and dirty into there wonderful hotel so late at night.
06:00am 14.04.2005 Day 4.
I had a great breakfast, thanked the staff and left with every thing packed away and headed North to Trondheim and to meet with Mr Pedersen and the fantastic Brp team. I drove through yet another day of snow and sleet and promised myself to return with my family during the summer when I could really appreciate this stunning landscape. I kept thinking that all Norwegians should do this journey at least once in there life time to understand how lucky they are they live here. After long stretches of mountain roads and fighting the weather for 240km I arrived in Trondheim I had completed half of my journey and was already 2 days ahead of schedule due to the great relationship I had with the outlander 400.Its constant reliability and my determination meant we could drive 14/18hrs daily instead of the planned 10/12hr days. I had a very warm welcome at the Brp office their mechanics quickly gave the outlander a small service changing the oil and generally making sure there were no problems after the last 2,500km and before the next 2,500km started. They found nothing, changed the oil and I was ready to go again the Rotax engine and road tyres had worked fantastically proving once again that Bombardier atvs follow no one and are the most reliable atvs on this planet. I was supplied with Bombardier front and rear bags for my journey north, they proved to be a must in these harsh conditions, they kept everything dry for the rest of the trip. Having rested and been supplied with more clothing and essentials like oil filters, oil and fuel I was on my way again. Meeting these great people made me even more determined to reach the North Cape regardless to the coming arctic conditions. I travelled using the E6 road north passing villages and endless forests and so the massive change in weather for every 100km north I drove I was respectful of mother nature more now as breaking down here or worse a crash would mean serious trouble as villages were getting further apart and fuel stations even further apart. Although I carried extra fuel it would have been a long walk if I had miss-calculated the map.
23:00pm I finally arrive in Mosjøen having travelled 860km and driven for 18hrs. I was ready for sleep as it was -11c and the episode with a drunk at a fuel station in a tiny village called Grong earlier that night left me shaken up. I slept behind a fuel station clinging to a diesel generator that was warm still from that days use.
06:30am 15.04.2005 Day 5.
I was told before I left Brp in Trondheim that the mountain range Saltfjellet in the Norland area of Norway was going to be tough and may not even be open due to the extreme weather up there this time of year, this day will stay with me a for the rest of my life. I had some porridge and a strong sweet cup of tea before heading to the town of Mo I Rana 100km north of Mosjøen. Here I was to meet local press and television, I felt good considering day 4s mammoth ride.
09:00am I was met by the press and interviewed on TV and given a pasta dinner by the local Epilepsy Association in Mo I Rana. it all was great advertising for Brp and I was treated like royalty by the locals.
15:00pm Saltfjellet lived up to its reputation and it left its mark on me for the rest of my life. The temperature dropped to -16c in the air plus the wind chill factor, the snow was being blown from the road sides at all angels so for 4hrs I could not tell whether I was driving on the road or not. The walls of frozen snow either side of the road was 4 meters high and the visibility was non existent at times reducing my speed to 20kph on some parts of this stage. It is at the top of the Saltfjell mountain range that marks the entry to the arctic circle were it is signed- posted on either side of the road and also has a restaurant set back from the roadside which is open in the summer for the tourists. My intentions were to stop and take photographs, have a cup of tea and relax for 20 minutes whilst enjoying the moment but Mother Nature had other plans, the weather so far on this trip had been mild in comparison to this stage. I was frightened of the unforgiving driving snow storms and freezing winds I had never witnessed this before in my 12 years in Norway. I was on my own up there. I did not pass a vehicle or person the entire stage and although it was only 200km it felt like I had crawled it when I got down in to the town of Fauske.The outlander had saved me that day no other atv would have been reliable enough up in the Saltfjellet winter mountain range. I will never forget the _expression on a reindeer farmers face when I drove up to him and asked how far to the nearest fuel station, he was sat on a ski-do with only his eyes exposed to the weather he asked me were did I come from when I told him he paused for 10 seconds looked at the atv then up at the mountain range and said “ive got to get one of those”.
17:00pm I met with the local newspaper in Fauske and relaxed with Brp distributors over a coffee. Again I was treated very well and after receiving new gloves from the distributors as the ones I had were not suitable for this type of cold I was on my way again, my destination and the last stage of the day 100km north to the tiny village of Koppervåg. I needed to be there by 23:00pm to get a good nights rest, today had been another 400km ride.
07:00am 16.04.2005 Day 6
After a good night in my igloo tent and the -12c sleeping bag keeping me warm I felt rested and fit. Porridge and plenty of water and strong sweet black tea made this trip possible. I felt strong and had the energy to tackle all that was thrown at me during my journey. Today I was looking forward to crossing from the area known as Norland to the Troms region of Norway. I wanted to try and push myself today knowing that Sunday was going to be a day of interviews with local newspapers and a meeting with ATV Nordic in the town of Alta in the northern most region known as Finnmark. I woke to -11c and after driving 120km along beautiful coast line I finally reached the little village of Bognes and the ferry that connected this region with Troms. The fjord I crossed was called Tysfjorden and is world famous for its Killer Whale safaris and stunning clear water. On the ferry I realised that the town of Narvik was soon to welcome me only 130km from the ferry drop off but the fuel stations were getting further apart and meant me really having to calculate 32 litres correctly from this point on as the thought of walking to find fuel in -20c and wind blowing snow in all directions was not an option. The outlander 400 had easily tackled the rugged terrain so far on this journey and the weather was no problem for either the Rotax engine or the studded road tyres which still looked new. I still had only changed the oil in Trondheim despite having travelled almost 3,000km. Narvik was grey and cold and -10c when I got there the reporter I had arranged to meet with did not show up on this cold Saturday morning, he phoned on the following Monday with an excuse that he had one to many on the Friday night forgetting about me. he slept all Saturday. He made me wait 2hrs in the freezing wind that day down by the port,” I would like to meet him one day”. Narvik was very important to the German fleet during the 2nd world war and whilst I waited for the reporter that morning down in the port I spoke with a lady out walking her dog and she told me that she remembered the Germans arriving in the fjord when she was a little girl her memories were still fresh from this event she had tears in her eyes when she told me some stories of the cruelty they brought to this sleepy little town over 60 years ago. Setermoen was my next village to visit; here I would find a Brp distributor and fresh supplies regarding food, and a little service on Joseph if required. 120km later I arrived .It was to a heroes welcome, the staff had made fresh coffee sandwiches and had clean tee shirts for me to wear under the 4 jumpers and ski-do suit I had on. cleanliness is a must on such a long trip as sitting for up to 19hrs a day and using so much energy with the weather conditions and road conditions can cause all sorts of problems if you do not wash regularly and change under garments regularly. Having spoken with the local newspaper and taken some great photos I was once again on my way this time driving into heavy rain and Gail force winds coming off the North Sea. I was heading towards the Finnmark town of Storslett another 270km north of Setermoen I had already travelled 260km that day and only had another 2/3hrs day light left; driving the outlander through this terrain in the dark was testing as every 10 meters I was driving around or through huge pot holes in the road or dead animals including cats, moose and badger. The outlander seemed to just get better and better with every day .we became one and I didn’t ache even over the longer, harder stretches due to the comfort this amazing ATV provides. I arrived in Storslett at 22:00pm tired but happy that I was only 2 days away from the North Cape.
07:00am 17.04.2005.Day 7.
Having spent the night in my tent I woke to the silence that is Finnmark. It is strange at first but I soon really appreciated the calmness of this northern most region of Norway. Such a contrast to the hectic life in Oslo my family and I have. The only animals that can tolerate 9 months of winter are the reindeer and the coastal wildlife was mainly sea eagles and osprey and if you’re lucky like I was you may get the privilege of seeing sea otters playing in shallow bays and salmon jumping in the early morning mist in these northern fjords. I had 150km to the town of Alta but a mountain range had to be crossed before meeting the media there. This was the only time on the in tyre record breaking journey I had fuel problems, the fuel stations didn’t open on Sundays and I had arrived at 22:00pm the night before with only 13 litres of fuel to find the station had closed an hour before. I was to cover the 150km of mountains with 13 litres and hope for the best. I managed 120km. Luckily the weather was kind no wind or snow just blue sky and -20c I pushed Joseph for 30 minutes into a tiny fishing village on the other side of the Alta fjord I was tired but relieved I had not run out of fuel on the mountains. I stopped a passing car the only one I had seen that day and explained the situation, the driver thought I was crazy but agreed to sell me 15 litres of fuel he had with him. I still smile to myself when I think about that driver as I couldn’t tell whether the person was a man or women.
Alta was fantastic I met with the local media and the ATV magazine staff on arrival. I was going to be with them all day talking about the journey and the fantastic Outlanders performance so far. The atv magazines photographer was also to drive behind me the following day up to the North Cape taking photos and organising tickets to get out on to the North Cape itself. Having spent all day with the media it felt great to finally say good bye to them at 19:00pm, as I had gotten used to being on my own with the noise of the Rotax engine keeping me company. As the North Cape is rarely opened to visitors in the winter due to the harsh weather conditions and the danger surrounding the drive out to the Cape itself I went to bed that night worried that I had come 3,800km and may not get to drive my outlander 400 out to the great landmark in the morning due to weather conditions.
06:00am 18.04.2005.Day 8.
Today was going to be tough driving through blizzards -15c, coastal roads 3 inches thicker with ice, waves crashing up and over the roads from the ice cold North Sea and hardly a fuel station on this stage. I left Alta at 06:45am determined to reach the North Cape and get back to Alta by night fall a distance of 500km. I had frozen wildness to look forward to all day and I new Mother Nature was going to try and break this Welshman’s spirit. I ate my porridge, drank my sweet black tea, filled the tank with fuel and anything else I could use as a container and set off alone. I was to meet the photographer half way to the Cape in a frozen village called skaidi. I got there having crossed a mountain range almost 2hrs in front of schedule the photographer couldn’t believe it when he arrived and I had already had dinner and refuelled and was ready to go again. The day before some members of the media had been negative regarding my chances of reaching the Cape as they thought a man from mild weathered Wales had no chance to survive these extreme conditions so far north of the Arctic Circle. I always new I was different to most men, my father chose the easy option and left my mother when I was 3wks old he couldn’t handle the epilepsy my brother suffered with daily. He re married and I’ve never seen him since. My mother re married in 1976 that man turned out to be an alcoholic and had a past record of violence unknown to my mother. He hated my brother causing him terrible violence daily. When he wasn’t beating my mother he was beating us, he was arrested for pouring petrol on me and my brother late one night in 1978 and had he not been so drunk and dropped the lighter he would have killed us that night. I was 6 years old. My mother was so scared of him that she didn’t go to the police sooner than then, that night my mother and brother and I were taken into police protection and re housed in another part of the country. We never saw him again. I grew up afraid of the dark and afraid of men. 27yrs later I’m now married with Anna my Norwegian wife and we have 2 healthy boys Thomas (4yrs) and Evan (20mnths) I appreciate every day of my life and have done from a very young age. I’m now 90kg and 180cm I don’t fear the dark or any man anymore as I realise that that man back when I was 4yrs to 6yrs old who frightened me so much with his violence and bullying wouldn’t have stood a chance against me today. I have been through tougher things in life than 11 days of frozen Artic conditions and always new in my heart that I and my outlander 400 will reach the North Cape whether open or not that day.
13:30pm My heart was pumping hard with adrenalin as I so the Cape only 100 meters away I was full of emotion and let out a scream of happiness, this had been a true test for both me and the Bombardier Outlander 400 we had covered almost 4,000km in hellish conditions and only used 8 days. If N.A.S.A do ever put a man on Mars I think they should contact Bombardier when planning transportation as these atvs and there Rotax engine will not let them down. I had several great photographs taken of me at the North Cape and will be sending them to my family and Brp head office in Canada. I only had an hour at the Cape before turning south and driving down into Honningsvåg the northern most town in Norway for an interview with one of the world’s most northerly newspapers called the finnmark dagbladet. The interview was great and I had a full side in colour of this local newspaper. I thanked them for there kindness and headed back to Alta I was tired from the journey up to the Cape but new I had to get back before darkness I drove at 85/90kmp all the way back to Alta. The photographer following me in his Mercedes couldn’t keep up with me; I drove well through the mountains and icy coastal roads reaching Alta at 19:00pm. I had one more interview in Alta at 20:00pm I washed the ATV in a local fuel station grabbed a coffee and met with the journalist. I felt relieved that I had reached the Cape that day and when all the interviews and photographs had been done I relaxed enjoying warm food and a cold beer supplied by Brp Norway. it had been a tough day.
05:00am 19.04.2005. Day 9.
I woke at 05:00am that morning and filled Joseph up with fuel (16 litres) I also managed to carry another 25 litres of fuel with me filling all types of containers with spare fuel I could find. I sent my spare clothes and equipment home by post from Alta. I reduced the total weight dramatically as I had a plan to really see what the Outlander and I could do as a team and really leave our stamp on this record attempt. I wanted to cross the mountain range and all the miles of endless forests back down to the ferry at Bognes 550km by night fall it was going to be tough. I would be 4 days ahead of plan if I could do this stage.
21:45pm I arrived at the ferry 2 minutes to late and so it pulling away across the Tysfjord I was tired and hungry but I had made it. I sat on the harbour wall and warmed up some porridge and tea, I had an hour to wait for the next ferry this would take me over to the Nordland region of Norway. A lorry driver waiting to cross the fjord looked at me with disbelief as I ate my food in -10c, I was happy to have missed the ferry as the views across the fjord and surrounding mountains was breath taking.
23:20pm I set up my tent underneath the clear sky and fell asleep having been travelling almost 20 hours.
06:00am 20.04.2005. Day 10.
Having been successful the previous day I decided to try and do it again and reach the Brp office in Trondheim 700km to the south. This would prove beyond doubt that the Outlander 400 is reliable even when driven such long distances and over so many hours and over such terrain. I phoned to Mr Pedersen at Brp to give him my location he was amazed I had travelled so far in such a short space of time. I told him that I would be joining him for a morning coffee on the 21st at the office as I was going to drive 750km today. He wished me luck and I headed south.
09:00am I arrived in fauske the Brp distributors couldn’t believe there eyes when I walked through the door they asked me what went wrong didn’t you make the North Cape, I explained everything regarding the distances I had driven and they just shook my hand and said that I was an excellent promoter for the industry.
11:00am I left Fauske after cleaning Joseph and having a few coffees. The mountain range of Saltfjell was waiting for me again but this time Mother Nature was kind this time I managed to even stop for a cup of tea on the summit as the sun was shinning.
13:00pm I arrived in Mo I Rana again to a fantastic pasta dinner with the Epilepsy Association they also couldn’t believe a Welshman had survived Norway’s winter wrath.
19:30pm The drive down to Steinkjær was gruelling, endless forest roads ditches pot holes and dead animals every couple of 100 meters to drive round. In some parts of this region you can travel 100km without seeing a house or people. I was fortunate to see a Lynx run across the road in the forest area known as Grong. Fuel stations were getting better the further south I travelled due to the population increase. Having stopped at a road side cafe for a warm dinner I was on my way again and hoping to reach Trondheim by 23:00pm.
22:00pm I arrived in Trondheim I was so proud of myself and Joseph we had travelled all day again covering a distance of nearly 1,300km in 2 days. I was tired but the outlander 400 could have done another 700km that day without a problem. I still had only changed the oil once and other than fuel the Outlander needed nothing doing to it. The tyres still looked new.
08:00am 21.04.05 Day 11.
Mr Pedersen and the staff at Brp were amazed of my achievements. I was happy to see them again and gave them all a hug. They had made this whole record attempt possible. We changed the oil for the 2nd time and spoke about the journey and the performance of this great Bombardier Outlander 400. I left the office and covered 360km more that day reaching the Olympic town of Lillehammer having crossed another mountain range through sleet and snow. I reached the Brp distributor in Lillehammer at 18:00pm he was waiting to take photographs of me with the local newspaper. The interview and photos were great and I ended up sleeping in Lillehammer that night as it was 22:00pm when we were finished with the media.
06:00am 22.04.2005 Day 12.
I was on my way home only 2hrs from meeting with the Brp team in Oslo, they had a weekend of marketing at a motor show there and I was to ride in to the show with the Outlander and talk about the record breaking journey to the public. The response from the media and the general public really was fantastic through out this trip. I truly believe that this journey has promoted Bombardier atvs and there reliability. The sales in Norway should rise dramatically this year and next I hope. After the motor show I drove down to the Epilepsy Association offices in Oslo to thank them for there support, they welcomed me back with flowers and told me that nothing has or ever will bring so much positive publicity to Epilepsy in Norway. We shall have a party soon.
I was finally home. I drove passed my son’s school and picked him up and he sat proudly on the ATV. My wife met me with my youngest son and we hugged it felt great to be back. I had travelled 5,787km in 12 days. I had a new World record for ATV driving and had raised money for Epilepsy. My brother Timothy died after a huge heart attack 4 years ago he had suffered with epilepsy all his life he was 30 years old.
I wish to thank every one who helped me with this World record here in Norway, especially Mr Pedersen from Brp Norway and Eva Johnson the Secretary General of the Epilepsy Association in Oslo. I will also thank the distributors of Brp products all over Norway their friendly faces kept me going when the weather got me down.
My biggest thanks go to my wife and children who support me through everything I do, I love them dearly.
I had a tough 12 days but obviously nothing in comparison to sufferers of Epilepsy world wide and it’s to them I dedicate this world record to.
Thank you all.
See you in Canada soon were I hope to cross from Vancouver to Québec this year on an ATv